It was roses, roses, all the way,
With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.


The Poetical Works of Robert Browning... (ed. 1882)

Robert Browning Quotes

It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.

It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.

It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.

It was roses, roses, all the way, With myrtle mixed in my path like mad.